Bedtime stories for children and adults. Told by a dyslexic so please do let me know if you spot errors. All the stories and pictures on this page are original and are by me, Emmelina Audigier.

Friday, 14 June 2013

Background information & Prologue

Megan village, Tumble-hill is a small, out of the way village not far from the west coast of Ireland. As you might expect from the name, it is built on a steep hillside, covered with heather and other sweet smelling flowers. This hill gained its peculiar name from the number of tourists tumbling down each year. Of course these tourists don't know all of the wonderful things that happen on the hill they just try to climb it to the top for the view. Which is very nice but not really worth breaking your leg over. About halfway up a Tumble-hill, three small shops and two pubs draw the houses near. This is the center of the village.

Leprechauns other shoemakers to all magical folk. They are generally intoxicated so they have a reputation for being surly and quarrelsome they are also well known for being tricky creatures. Their sprightly movements ensure that they are far too quick for the average mortal to spot. The only known way to capture one is to fix your eye on him and not let him out of your sight. Each leprechaun carries with him a purse of gold. He will haggle over his release after trying many times to trick you into looking away. If by some miracle you manage to get your hands on the leprechauns gold, be sure that you spend it before morning for it will turn to ashes at dawn.

Megan Merrow had lived in the village of Tumble-hill the most of her life. Each day she would fetch water from the well and deliver it to her mother's house. The water from the well tasted much nicer than the water from the tap, but that was not why she took the time to fetch it each day. this will her time. she would look up at the sky and down at the grass, always marveling at whatever she saw there. Megan loved these few precious moments of peace and tranquility as she strolled up and down the lane.

Megan was a dreamer, and, as if she had sensed this on the day she was born her mother had picked out a name to live with her and give her strength. Megan often reflected that although her name was the Greek for 'mighty' she could not think of a more mismatched pair than herself and her name. Only once she had tried to talk to her mother about her feelings on the matter. Her mother had said that ''she may have skin as soft as a peach but that did not mean she lacked a hard center'. Megan being young spent some time exploring the idea by licking the skin on her hand to see if it tasted like a peach and occasionally pressing her tummy to see if she had a hard center.

Already Megan's older sister, Sylvia, had left Tumble-hill for the bright lights of Galway. Sylvia declared as she left that she could not stand the quite any more. Grace, Megan's younger sister, had decided that she would be moving to the city the first day she could. Megan on the other hand, relished the small details of life. A pebble that looked just like a heart or finding a patch of tiny, wild strawberries and picking just one as she walked along the road.

This Week in Fairyland

Michael the Leprechaun spotted by a mortal, Twice! It happens to all of us once but rarely twice, and never twice in the same week.

Michael having being spotted the second time bargained for his release with his heart. Shortly afterwards he embarked on a Journey to visit our wise and beautiful queen Orlaith. He was given a tour of the castle, and given anultimatum by our lovely queen. Michael returned home only to find that his naughty behavior had been discovered. The mortal who had caught him in the first place, most suspiciously, we feel, fled from our wonderful queen. This mortal then discovered she had changed in some interesting ways.She then proceed to violate the terms (however unknowingly) of our treaty with the dragons, and entered the Dragon lands. Then in a spate of naughtiness rare ingenuity seen since the 'great hiding' she broke into the back door of the castle. Fortunately our wise and powerful queen was soon able to expel both Michael the Leprechan and the mortal from the lost rooms. This reporter has been informed that the Mortal has come to some sort of arrangement with our most forgiving queen Orlaith and will be allowed to return to fairyland on the vacations.

For more Information about Michael, Leprechauns in general or for the newest fairy among us, Megan. Please turn to page 3

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Gnome Labor Strike planned in time for Solstice.

It seams that growing rash of garden gnome vandalism across the UK has prompted Gnomes unions everywhere to take a firm stance this summer. 'teenagers now are out of control' said one representative, 'and although we know that the solstice is a difficult time for everyone, we feel that now is the best time to make ourselves heard.'